RECAP. part 3

The TDR

It has come. The day I was dreading too much. First, I was glad that we did not have regular classes that day. The whole morning was just used for preparation. The afternoon was our TDR. I still remember, my classmates’ faces looking anxious and excited at the same time. Even in my dreams, I kept repeating my lines over and over again. To be brutally honest, I haven’t finished memorizing yet. The pressure is eating me! I kept thinking of positive things that might happen to our TDR, but the negative ones, just kept on popping into my head. What if the judge would hate us? What if I forget my lines? What if all goes wrong? See? I am so pessimistic. At one in the afternoon. We were all dressed up already. My body temperature is decreasing. My feet felt numb on my gladiator shoes. Fast forward to three in the afternoon. The other section was done. It was our turn.

The introduction was starting. My body temperature decreased to zero degrees. I could feel my face going whiter and whiter. While I was acting, I kept telling myself, “Don’t you dare forget your lines!” After my part, I was so relieved that I did not trip on the words. My classmates were whispering loudly to each other on what to do next. But wait. It was more than that. They were shouting. I can’t help doing the same. I hoped it couldn’t be heard outside. Some of our props bumped on each other and it made a loud noise. The curtains were not that smooth and the lights as well. When we reached scene three, I forgot my lines, but luckily, Alice, who was playing Esther, kind of memorized some of my parts and so she whispered them to me. In the middle of our TDR, we were all losing hope. My classmates said that our grade would surely be an NI. Some said, “No, it would be worse than that. U.” I couldn’t agree more. I just patted their backs, and tried to tell them that everything would be fine, when everything seems so wrong. In the end, we were called for company call. I just wished that I could cover my ears. I can’t bear to hear our score. The critique, Mrs. Catalina Salgado, told us that our play was beautiful. We were like, “What?!” She said that our actors were excellent. She told me that I have a good diction. I have voice projection. Moreover, between the pauses of her compliments, I was like, “What?! Are those true?” In the end, she told us our grade and it was a VS! As if, there was no tomorrow, we jumped for joy. Shocking it was. Those two letters just made our day complete.